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#ShortStory – MY ACHY TECHY LOVE

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Love isn’t restricted because of anything today.

We met on Facebook. We had 7 mutual friends and we both liked the same bands and books, and I was curious so I sent him a friend request. He accepted it, and we started talking. My god, the way we talked. We spoke about everything under the sun, from the latest scandal all the way to three am conversations about space and time and art. I’d never had that kind of a connection before, with anyone.

People say that we’ve become further apart due to technology, but it has brought us closer together in my opinion. We can contact each other at any instant of the day, irrespective of where the other person is. And that is one of the best feelings in the world, that connectedness.

Find that person who makes your heart glow and holds on to them forever.

We met after a few months of conversations in person, and I wasn’t disappointed. I knew that his body contained that soul I’d spent all that time knowing, and despite this technically being our first meeting, I’d never felt so safe or understood by any other guy. We never really made it official- but well, from that point, he and I became a Us. We were a team, and we’d always have each other’s backs, irrespective of the situation.

Time went on. He was there for me when I got a job abroad and agonized about taking it because I didn’t want to lose him. Again, technology stepped in, and we parted with promises to stay in touch via Skype and Whatsapp and what not. And we did. While I missed holding his hand, I still had his heart and soul even despite the distance, and when I did come back, it was as though we’d never been apart. When we met again, he got down on his knees and asked me to marry him. It was one of the happiest days of my life.

We had our fair share of conflict as well, about the strangest things. But we decided to write each other letters, to help resolve them in a reasonable way, and this worked as time went on. I still have those letters. We spent decades together, always, always with each other in spirit if not person, and it was probably the best decision of my life.

The test of time and distance is what you need to be able to weather.

Time went on. We changed cities, countries, not always in the same region, but we never grew apart. And even after we turned 70, and I lost him to age and cancer, I didn’t feel as lonely as I thought I would. I look back at all we’ve shared, and all those memories, captured in letters and photographs and the most random things, and I miss him. I miss him like I’ve missed nothing else. But in the missing, I also find comfort, because I know that wherever he is now, he’s waiting for me, and missing me just as badly as I miss him. We fell in love via the internet, stayed in love that way, and now remain in love even after one of us is gone.

And you know what? I wouldn’t do it any other way.

About the author

Kaavya Karthikeyan

Kaavya Karthikeyan

Writer. Poet. Artist. Woman.

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